Numb, Dumb, And Broken

1 Who left me outside

This will be the only broad warning Adult themes present in every chapter such as:
TRAMA
violence
Gore (to a degree)
Self harm
Depression
Suicidal themes
Sexual themes
And way too much gay panic (lol)
Reader discretion is advised

(Pic and POV is Kaminari)
*Flashback 8 year old Kaminari pov*
"I cant deal with you any more!" My mom exclaimed. She was pacing back and forth in the liveing room while I sat on the floor in front of the sofa shaking like a leaf. "You never sleep, you destroy the house, and you're always so godamn loud no matter what I say or ask you to do."

She paused her paceing to look me in the eyes. "And it's all because of your god awful quirk!" She was furious. I was small, weak, and bawling as quietly as I could. She was scaring me. The walls were closing in and I felt trapped. It has never been this bad before. I wish I could take back all my dumb ideas.

I didnt dare move as she shook with rage. "I-I'm sor-ry hic mama. I'm t-t-t hic trying to be good f-for you." *smack* Fast as a viper she backhanded me into the wall. "YOU are the reson your father left, and YOU are the reson I cant sleep, AND YOU WILL SUFFER TO FIX WHAT YOU BROKE!!" She screeched.

I was petrified and stayed where I landed. I could smell the cinnamon whiskey on her breath. She was completely serious. She was going to make me pay for all my mistakes.

To think that all of this started out because I electrocuted a lamp and it shattered. I suppose I thought it would make the light brighter but I was sorely mistaken.

My mother snatched me by the hair and pulled me up to her eye level. In a disturbingly quiet and calm voice the asked "Do you understand what is about to happen brat?"

Should I speak or try and nod my responses. I really dont wana get hit again. In a voice just above a whisper I replied, "n-no mama." She grinned a wide and lopsided "good" she smerked.

*modern day*

I awoke in a cold sweat breathing frantically. Fuck me I hate reliving that dream. Makes me think of what I'm supposed to be prepping for.

Alot of things have happened in my past. After years of 'training' I'm finaly ready for my mission. Infiltrate UA and bring them to their knees. Fuck pro heroes.

Noone came to save me when I needed them so what good are they really. In my classes in the L.O.V I was taught how to keep up an impenetrable facade of loud, fun loving, perfectly normal, idiot.

All I had to do was pass the entrance exam and I'd be able to start my journey to end all heros. Glancing at the clock barred to my wall I started my morning routine.

Stripped and changed into clean underwear then sliding on my socks pants and boots. I washed my face with cold water before throwing on a shirt, blazer, and double checking that my 'signature' black bolt was still clear in the side of my hair I headed out.

Leaving my room and leaving the facility was a different story. After 1 to many escape attempts when I was younger I had a curfew and a tracker just in case I chose to run again.

I wouldnt risk punishment now. It was always very harsh. I had to wear long sleeves or sweat bands to hide the cuff scars. My back looked like a patch work.

Thankfully noone would see that or even suspect that a happy go lucky idiot could hide anything let alone be a spy. All these thoughts crowd my mind as I walk to the test center deturmened to be just barely on time to keep up the vibe of idiot trying his best.

' I feel kinda bad for the other kids in my future class. They will never see this coming hahahah this will be great.' I thought with a smirk marching up the steps into the center ready to get into class 1A and ruin the most esteemed hero academia in the world.